as soon as I go back to my hometown I get the most insane craving for this really crappy panini from the infamously cheap baguette place

you don't need to know the destination you just need to know the direction

I know so much about "making" people like me I know almost nothing about allowing them to

priorities shifted: "I need her to *like* me" ⬇️ "I need her to like *me*"

every culture is uniquely sick and enlightened in its own way

most peasants would have been lucky to obtain a single one of these soy sauce fish in their entire lives

squishing the solely rice and beans section of the burrito into the solely salsa and guac section like "have you two met?? 👀"

if I have the dream again I'm going to have a conversation with that guy, I trust him for some reason

and telling me to take advantage of that, but then there's a guy on the senior team there who seems to agree with that worker, and who is insistent, but seemingly wise and doesn't break any rules in gesturing to me what he thinks should be done

with a bunch of strange but diligent workers who lead me to the bottom of some dark warehouse so that I can grab my housekey, and the whole time there is one worker in particular who is violating code telling me all kinds of things that everyone knows I shouldn't know

keep having the same dream where I go "home" and everything's normal except for the part where I have to swim across a dangerous river and walk for miles to arrive at some dusty industrial mill of some kind, apparently run by my family

which man do you respect most in the world? why?

a long time ago the story went wrong many ups and downs since, never fully righted it again infinite loss.. how could we ever feel warm again? but so did this tragic story also fail when we did feel warm again, for the stupidest, innocentest, of reasons "just glad to be here"

being a false idol is just as painful as worshipping one

keeping cats as indoor creatures is cruel

man I really hate accumulating stuff and trying to find responsible ways of getting rid of it get offa meeeeeee ahhhhhhhhh

we all worship something if you don't already know what you worship, I strongly recommend choosing something new, with intent

I'm sorry it has to be that way, I know it's hard

it's not women's job to forgive you, it's yours

I'm sorry for what I did when I forgot we were the same